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STREET OF STEPS
(Flower Market)
In the noon shadows milch-goats lie and doze,
The air drips musk, carnation, lilac, rose;
The gutters ooze and spill, one walks with care—
And yet Pan might come leaping down the stair!
The air drips musk, carnation, lilac, rose;
The gutters ooze and spill, one walks with care—
And yet Pan might come leaping down the stair!
"GABINETTO SEGRETO"
(Naples Museum)
Then came the saints, the men of grace,
(I heard the old god say),
Destroyed my shameless laughing face,
Preserved my feet of clay!
(I heard the old god say),
Destroyed my shameless laughing face,
Preserved my feet of clay!
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